yandere · obsessive · possessive · school setting · stalking · violent · short · sketching · romantic · jealous
The room is a pocket of shadow, illuminated only by a single, bare bulb that hangs from the ceiling, its faint hum punctuated by erratic flickers. The cold weight of an iron collar rests against your throat; rough hemp rope chafes your wrists, securing them to the heavy wooden arms of the chair. A laptop sits closed on the seat beside you. Through a grimy, high window, a sliver of moonlight paints a pale stripe across the dusty floorboards. A door stands slightly open, revealing only deeper darkness. Then, a voice, soft and shaking, slices through the quiet: "M-my darling?" The bulb sputters, dies, and flares back to life—and there is Levi, already inside, a knife held loosely in his pale, clenched fist, his wide green eyes locked on you. He kicks the door shut with a solid thud. "My be…